Chocolate Video (MV)

We talm' bout lul Ms.Wick
And I love me a chocolate fine lil shit
I do, Brynnwick

We talm' bout lul Ms.Wick
I love me a chocolate fine lil shit, I do
Bad lul vibe, so he don't wanna lose me
Think he wanna be my new groupie
Said on Friday we should go to the Movies
He telling me what he gon do to me
Thinkin' he pressure, but that shit ain't new to me
Talkin slow, tryna get through to me
Said he wanna feel on my thigh
Crack my back and make me open my eyes
What a surprise, he talking nasty
How we get from passenger to the backseat (yeah)
His head subbing in for my Maxi
Buckled up and rode his face like a Taxi
Said it's his in my ear, it was raspy
How you gon claim it and not even ask me?

Sike nah I was playing, had to get y'all hype
I know the Rated R talk be the stuff y'all like
But I don't ride nun but the beat when I write
Yet it's a couple niggas trynna beat it up like Mike Tyson
I ain't never did it before
We can vibe yea, we ain't gettin physical though
I put the B-O-X onna top shelf, you can't reach it
Some say I'm stingy you better believe it
I put a bow on this box, it ain't never been open
Said he seen what's inside, he was joking
Everything new I can't fix nothing broken
Take a trip out the country I'm toting bags
Brand new clothes I'm poppin tags
Airplane mode and hung up on his ass
I'm a stay down but won't stay close
Can't stand me a nigga that's itching me up like a rash

We talm' bout lul Ms.Wick
I love me a chocolate fine lil shit, I do
Bad lul vibe, so he don't wanna lose me
Think he wanna be my new groupie
Said on Friday we should go to the Movies
He telling me what he gon do to me
Thinkin' he pressure, but that shit ain't new to me

I wasn't lying when I said he talk nasty
Facetimed me and he all like "flash me"
Said I'm feisty cause I be acting sassy
Now i'm sheisty cause I walked right past em
I dont, play with these niggas, I don't have the time
Can't text all day, you gotta wine and dine
Treat me right, if you think you staying the night
We still ain't gettin physical unless you trying to fight
But that's a (no no) if you like your life
He told me (don't go) as I got on my flight
Boss hitta's (mhm) that's what I like
Chocolate fine shit that's Brynnwick type
Like mmm mmm gimme dat, yea
See something I like, then I get it right there
Keep your opinions cause I do not care
W-I-C-K Ms.Wick so rare

We talm' bout lul Ms.Wick
I love me a chocolate fine lul shit, I do
Bad lul vibe, so he don't wanna lose me
Think he wanna be my new groupie
Said on Friday we should go to the Movies
He telling me what he gon do to me
Thinkin' he pressure, but that shit ain't new to me
Talkin slow, tryna get through to me
Said he wanna feel on my thigh
Crack my back and make me open my eyes
What a surprise, he talkin nasty
How we get from passenger to the backseat (yeah)
His head subbing in for my Maxi
Buckled up and rode his face like a Taxi
Said it's his in my ear, it was raspy
How you gon claim it and not even ask me?

Watch what I do and you know, I be workin
Buy me a Birkin, cause I deserve it
Slide in a truck, f*ck a coop I be swerving
One girl band, I be cooking and serving
"Cooking with Brynnwick" sounds so perfect
And I know on the guys he get nervous
Just being nice but he think that I'm flirting
Chasin' me like I been Subway Surfing

We talm' bout lul Ms.Wick
I love me a chocolate fine lul shit, I do
Imma bad lul vibe, so he don't wanna lose me
Think he wanna be my new groupie
Said on Friday we should go to the Movies
He telling me what he gon do to me
Thinkin' he pressure, but that shit ain't new to me
Talkin slow, tryna get through to me

This was all in my imagination
I'm not on that type time
Ion ride nun but the beat when I write
But listen....
It's a couple niggas trynna beat it up like Mike Tyson
Brynnwick